For most of my life, I chased success the way I was taught, externally. Build the business. Make the money. Prove your worth. Outwork the next man. I checked those boxes, until one day everything came crashing down.
January 7, 2021, my home was raided by federal agents. Tactical gear, armored vehicles, guns drawn. My teenage daughter and son pulled from bed in the freezing cold. My elderly parents handcuffed. My business shattered. My name dragged through headlines.
All for Bitcoin.
Pretty wild, until you realize how powerful this movement has become.
That moment opened all of our eyes. The force they brought wasn’t just excessive—it was intentional. It was meant to send a message. Bitcoin isn’t just a threat to their control; it’s the blueprint for a freer future.
And they made that message even louder in court.
The prosecutors argued I deserved a harsher sentence, not because I posed a danger, but because it should serve as a warning to others. A deterrent. The judge agreed. The Assistant U.S. Attorney stated his office constantly receives calls about scams involving crypto, and that this was why he supported a harsher sentence in my case.
But here’s the irony, they’ve been using punishment as deterrence since Bitcoin’s inception, and those calls haven’t stopped. If anything, they’ve increased.
So clearly, it’s not working.
You don’t stop a revolution by locking up individuals. You stop it by addressing root causes, by educating, by evolving, by providing clarity. But that’s not what this was ever about.
They wanted to make an example out of me. To slow the momentum. To scare people away from sovereignty. But all it did was confirm how powerful this movement has become. And how deeply they fear what they can’t control.
That day wasn’t just about me. It was about the system trying to suppress what they can’t control, own, or kill.
They thought they could intimidate us. Instead, they revealed exactly how far they’re willing to go to stop Bitcoin’s growth.
That moment didn’t just shake my world. It revealed me.
Since then, I’ve been doing the deepest work of my life. Not just to defend my case, but to rebuild my identity. And in that process, I’ve discovered a truth no court can rule on:
Success isn’t something you chase. It’s something you become.
What I’m learning now has nothing to do with status, resumes, or titles. It’s the understanding that success is a frequency, an internal vibration that you embody through clarity, discipline, and alignment. You don’t attract what you want. You attract what you are.
If you radiate fear, doubt, or unworthiness, the world reflects that back.
If you calibrate to confidence, focus, and personal power, life bends in your favor.
This shift in understanding has reshaped everything. The “finish line” I used to chase was a lie. There is no arrival point. There is only constant alignment, a daily broadcast of who I’ve decided to be.
I’ve committed myself to that recalibration.
- Shedding old beliefs.
- Releasing toxic patterns.
- Forging harmony between my thoughts, emotions, habits, and environment.
- And embracing ruthless discipline, not for validation, but for vibration.
This isn’t about motivation.
It’s about identity.
It’s about broadcasting a signal so aligned with truth, no external setback can override it.
That’s what I’m doing now, through fitness, writing, meditation, spiritual study, and building the foundation going forward. Every act is part of this rebirth. And every step forward is about living the frequency I used to only chase.
I may have lost my freedom temporarily.
But I’ve found something far more valuable:
The power to generate success from the inside out.
Along the way, I discovered that I wasn’t just caught in a legal case,
I was a prisoner of a larger war.
A war on sovereignty, on decentralization, on people who think for themselves.
The Biden administration made that clear.
But that clarity was a gift.
Because in the fire, I found Bitcoin in the class of 2017.
I found truth.
I found a strength in my family that no system could fracture.
And I found me—the real me—beneath the surface of it all.
This version wasn’t born from victory.
It was hardened through the fire.
And it’s not going anywhere.
